say, do you prose

I ask because i seem to have say. 
Something to discuss over language.
Art, is that a word?
Narrator, direct me to the godly thing. 
Goodly, I mean, you knew that. 
A drink at a bar: tell it. 
Memory translator, is that a profession?
I have questions, where do I ask?
Perhaps, per haps, pre happy.
It's going to be a long one. 
Sentence case before the judges. 
Society says, this is who you are.
And when do I get my membership card in we? 
Ennui is a presupposition, yeah. 
Say may I, because you can. 
The teacher in the building: elevator. 
Do these thoughts connect? 
No more than those stars. 
Constellations are the classic sample. 
Light points, to the draw, and make a word. 
Worship that which controls you best. 
I believe this is novel. 
But do the business people? 
If they read this, could I do company? 
When the questions flow, bloom. 
Where the rhythms bowl, boom.
My metaphorical heart is warm. 
Beat against the chest, treasure.
I will do the love. 
But don't say those three words. 
Because you are more than a subject. 
I am no object.
And verbs have nothing to do.